“Pulp with a pulse,” they say. I agree. The second issue of this lit-zine outta Brooklyn is packed with good yams. I enjoyed the editor’s column: Lawyers Hate Philosophers: A Proposal for a New System of Jury Duty, because lawyers always amuse me. The poetry in here isn’t sissy crap. Sissy crap poetry had its day and there’s enough good work in here to make you forget the buttercup days. Chris Griffin’s pieces are full of rich visualizations: “There are bad stones weeping in the crust on an angry bronze eye/ In a gallery of worthless war trophies”. In his next poem, Chris goes on to say: “Ice pick the culture/til its down/to scraps on the ground/the grass deepens a deeper brown”. Will Tupper’s Antilogue is an amusing short story about Lego. Despite the rather traditional and sometimes starchy layout, Whirligig is a energizing read, and a great lit-zine from Henry Miller’s hometown. (NGM)
zine, #2, $3(US), Frank J. Marcopolos (Ed.), 1873 Coleman Street, Brooklyn, NY, 11234-4503